Tom: F
Introdução: C# E
C#E
No need to whine, boy, like a wind-up toy you stutter at my feet and it's never the time, boy you've had
much wine to stumble up my street well it isn't a problem, nothing we can't keep between the sheets tell me
C#E
Is there something you lack when i'm flat on my back Is there something that I can do for you? It's always
you ate or it's something you hate tell me is it the way that i touch you?
BF#]
Whooaaaa whoa-ah-ohhhhh-whoaaaaaaaa!
Verse 2: Same instructions as verse 1.
C#E
Don't feed me a line, boy, i can hear that voice you use upon the phone and there's no need to be coy,
is something you can do upon your own Well it isn't a problem, nothing we can't solve so just relax am I on thewrong train, love, and will i have to tie you to the
BF#]
Whoaaaaaaaaaa, whoa-ah-oh, whoaaaaaa I really want you to...